At 2 am

That was when you were supposed to sleep the sweetest
It was when our warmth would be the nighest
When your body would be the easiest
That was when your thoughts would be the simplest
It was when your worries were lightest
When your love was the richest
That was when your face would be the calmest
Still when your mimic would be the sharpest
When your hand felt the meekest
This is today when your perfume smells the strongest
It is when your touch feels the fairest
When your breath sounds the closest
This is when I can picture you the clearest
It is when your wings becomes the whitest
2 am is when my heart feels the weakest